Wash her. Fair is fair after all.

"No, I'll do it," You reply, taking the wash rag from her as she releases her embrace.

She turns away from you, allowing you to start with her back. Beginning with her shoulders, you repeat the what she did for you just minutes before.

When you finish with her back, she turns towards you. Her expression is a mixture of amusement, affection, and arousal. She bites her lip playfully as you start on her front.

As your hands near her hips, the wash rag slips from your fingertips. You let your hand stray close to her crotch, looking at the way her erect member points directly at you.

Part of you wants to stop and get out of the shower, but another part of you urges yourself to touch her quivering cock.